Chapter Forty-Eight: The Closest Moment to Death

The sunlight outside the window gently shone in, shining on Bai Zimo's already white face, which was even more miserable, his expression was full of despair and sadness, he closed his eyes and slashed his heart ruthlessly, his wrist was accompanied by a tingling pain, and the bright red liquid was squeezed out by the wound, oozing out little by little, and gradually staining the ground.

His hand was patted red, his heart was pounding violently, and it seemed to be about to shatter in pain, Lu Yan slammed open the closed door impatiently, "White seed ink, white." His pupils shrank suddenly, his hands trembled uncontrollably with nervousness, he picked up Bai Zimo and ran out with his legs spread out, tears falling out of his eyes one by one.

"Don't, don't save me, don't, don't save me, Lu Yanshen, please don't save me." A series of tears flowed silently from Bai Zimo's sad face, without a single cry, just let the tears keep flowing down, and the red blood dripped on Lu Yan's snow-white shirt, blooming scarlet roses.

"You are not afraid of death, you are still afraid of living, you think about your Jiang Ran, think about your Lin Wanbai, and then think about me, without you, how can we live." Lu Yan stood in the elevator with grief, "Bai Zimo, just like you said to Lin Wanbai at the beginning, if you really don't want to live anymore, take me with you, and I'll go with you." He burst out of the elevator without crying.

A light smile appeared on his face, and he wiped away the tears and sweat on Lu Yanshen's cheeks with trembling hands, "Lu Yanshen, my mother made the world so dirty, and I am so dirty, don't like me anymore." ”

"Don't talk, sleep in my arms, and you'll be in the hospital soon." The taxi that stopped got into the car, hugged Bai Zimo who suddenly fell asleep, and Lu Yanshen's shoulders trembled slightly.

There was an endless stream of outsiders in the huge ward, the potion was dripping into the tiny blood vessels of Bai Zimo, the eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes weakly, there was no trace of brilliance on his pale face, the smell of disinfectant potion lingered in his nose, and his lips were dry and cracked, and he looked at Lu Yanshen with a caring look on the side of the bed, revealing a pale smile, "I, I'm not dead, right?" ”

The frowning brows stretched slightly, and he smiled with relief: "Fool, of course not." ”

looked around the entire ward in a blink of an eye, "The moment the knife cut my wrist, I really hoped that I could die, but when I became less and less energetic and my consciousness became more and more blurred, I suddenly wished I could survive, I was afraid, I didn't want to die, I was afraid that I would die like this, how sad Jiang Ran and Bai Bai would be, how sad you would be." Tears fell.

Lu Yan's deep cheeks squirmed a few times, but the tears that he tried to suppress still rushed out disobediently, "So, don't be stupid from now on, you are depressed and sad in your heart, you can go." After a pause, I swallowed the words by myself, and said with a fluttering nose: "You can confide in Jiang Ran and them, everything is fine, what's the big deal, you have lived alone since you were a child, you have never encountered any hardships and hardships, you have come to the present strongly, fool." ”

Looking at the ceiling lonely, "Yes, what's the big deal, she gave me such a dirty world, just to force me to leave, why should I follow her will." Bai Zimo angrily grabbed the sheets.

Lu Yanshen stretched out his hand and was startled back by the sudden sound of pushing the door.

"What's going on? What the hell is going on? Jiang Ran ran into the ward in a panic, looking at the white seed ink in front of him, his eyes were filled with mist, and he couldn't see things clearly.

"I'll talk to him about something, you can rest first, and call the doctor if you have something." Lu Yanshen got up and pulled Jiang Ran out of the ward.

They walked through the crowded corridor, bumped into Lin Wanbai who came in a hurry, and walked indifferently to the entrance of the building.

Fang Yi sensed the subtlety of the atmosphere and immediately chased after him, and Lin Wanbai ran to the ward with tears streaming down his face.

Lu Yan's cold expression was full of anger, and he glared at Jiang Ran, "Aren't you deeply affectionate, she didn't confide in you any emotions before she committed suicide, if it weren't for Bai Meng calling me to go to her house to find her, the place where Bai Zimo is lying now is the funeral home." "The sound was deafening like thunder.

Jiang Ran covered his face with his hands guiltily, tears slid down his fingers, "My phone was left in the car, I was accompanying my mother to see a psychiatrist, I should have brought the phone with me, how desperate and helpless she should have been at that time." ”

Lu Yanshen looked at him angrily, "Since you can't do it wholeheartedly, why do you have to stop us from being together, although I don't have as deep a relationship as yours, but my love for her is not lost to you at all, I said that as long as she is happy, I can make any compromise, but." ”

"How did you know Shiramume?" Jiang Ran asked suspiciously: "So Momo's suicide is related to Bai Meng, you and Bai." ”

"Lu Yanshen, Jiang Ran, is Bai Zimo okay?" Fang Yi immediately pushed the door and rushed in.

The air suddenly quieted down, Jiang Ran and Lu Yanshen looked at each other with sparks, the atmosphere was extremely tense, Fang Yi put his hand on Lu Yanshen's shoulder, laughed and hugged him and left the corridor.

The scorching sun roasted the earth mercilessly, the earth was hot, sitting at the door of the inpatient building, Lu Yanshen's face was very gloomy, like an eggplant leaf beaten by frost.

"You promised to let her go completely." Fang Yi's deep voice was full of worry, "Don't embarrass yourself so much, Jiang Ranji." ”

"Jiang Ran, Jiang Ran, what is TM, why do you want me to accommodate him, what's wrong with my Lu Yanshen liking Bai Zimo, what heinous crime have I committed, I'm really fed up, why can't we be together when we love each other, what age, and this kind of bloody plot, why can't I fight for it, why can't I ask for Bai Zimo desperately." Lu Yan's deeply aggrieved tears rolled in his eyes.

"Don't be sad, you're not the only one who loves and is unpopular, you are doing all this for Bai Zimo! You don't want to embarrass her, you know. ”

"Jiang Ran just relied on my liking of white seed ink to hurt me unscrupulously." There was a fierce glint in his eyes.

"I told you before, God is fair to everyone, someone will come to collect the love debts owed, Bai Zimo is the one who collects the debts, what is this injury you suffered, you carefully reflect on the women who were hurt by you before, retribution, this is the retribution of your deep words." Fang Yi struggled to regulate the oppressive atmosphere.

His elbow slammed hard into Fang Yi's chest, "Friend, I can't be friends with you anymore, but please pay attention to the wording, I have never been romantic, and every beginning relationship has a purpose." ”

"What is the purpose of the white seed ink?" Fang Yi asked curiously.

On the fair-skinned face, the frowns were locked, as if the clouds were thick, and a pair of eyes were like ice hockey balls, shooting out a cold light, "Spend the rest of your life together, have children, and grow old together." ”

His lonely and earnest eyes at the moment made Jiang Ran feel distressed, and patted his head happily, "You have such a rich sex life, can you still have children?" He ran away.

Lu Yan clenched his fists indignantly, got up and chased after him.